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Posted by Bluejagmusician on Wed Jun 14 '06 at 08:32PM

I love your guys tunes!!!!
Ya got a cool fresh groove hapnin. Hey all the best in your ventures.

Bluejagmusician

Posted by on Sun Apr 30 '06 at 05:54PM

Good job guys!

Where did ya get the name?

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The Legend of the Bovine

The Bovine Experience was born in a small village in the Swiss foothills...

Josh and Adam were brought up by a pack of hungry wildebeasts. Somewhere in his turbulent youth, Adam found some scraggly barbed wire and fashioned a guitar out of it. After bleeding profusely from the fingers for 40 days, Josh suggested that he could sing a song to cure his pain. The two young men went on a 16-day trek deep into the snow-covered Alps to find the meaning of life. Along the way they stopped for the night in an ice cavern at the base of a cliff. There they found a restless curly haired man beating sticks together angrily. After 20 hours of fierce battle, the three men laid in a bloody heap... Adam still strumming barbed-wire and Josh singing in harmony to the caveman-like grunts coming from Keith as he beat his sticks on a boulder. The three men realized the true potential of their chaotic melody and formed some sort of rock band.... Still incomplete they gathered their courage and approached a renegade Australian named Stoive. His guitar was not made of barbed-wire, but silky threads of gold. The four ruffians threw music to the air with fury for all those that might care to listen. Then the mighty floods came. Josh, Keith and Adam were swept away to their homeland in Canada while Stoive got caught in the undertow and ended up stuck between two blonde Brazilian girls. Like lost puppies, the three Canadian men ran around aimlessly running into things until good fortune came their way. One day, a four string nobleman known only as Neal came flying through the air and landed in rocker-style pose in front of them. "I will bring power to your music, if only you will let me do so," Neal exclaimed. The three men gave Neal the collective middle finger, but Neal got furious and went into a fit of rage... "THOU AREN'T THOU!" he yelled ... so they let him join the band. Whilst cooking a jackrabbit stew one fine morning, Keith lumbered around the stone-walled kitchen exclaiming the need for a fifth band-member. "Who shall it be? How can we choose amongst the millions of 6-string wielders in the shire?" The 4 men had a conference of enormous proportions (4 people to be exact) and went for a walk in the woods to clear their heads. It was at that point that Josh spotted a small leprechaun, chewing on a peice of deer meat behind a tree. Then Neal saw an Italian man wearing leather chaps and picking berries from a bush. The man was whistling the guitar solo from "Smoke on the Water." Immediately, Neal could almost touch the flame that burned within this mysterious man to share his guitar licks with the world. The man's name was Chad, but he informed us immediately that he would only respond to "The Chad."

The five men became the band that was, and will forever be called The Bovine Experience.
Website: www.bovineexperience.ca